In May of the first year of Tianqi, Nurhachi sent two of Houjin's princes-in-law, deputy generals Wu Ergudai and Li Yongfang, with 3,000 troops to Dongshan and Tieshan to suppress it. The miners who fought against tonsure in Dongshan were unyielding and heroic.

They fought against the enemy, but were eventually defeated by the brutal Jiannu. "Tens of thousands of people were poisoned by Li Yongfang." Their feet and hands were cut off, and their bodies and souls were disemboweled. In the end, only about ten thousand people were left and fled to North Korea. Finally, they were transferred to Dingzhou.

Only then did he gain a firm foothold.

"What about your brother?"

At this question, Li Guangchun burst into tears again: "Dongshan was defeated. The slaves not only killed my brother, but also tore up the ancestral graves of all our families. My brother was ashamed of his ancestors and asked me to retreat to North Korea with the remaining troops. He himself

So he covered his face with his hair and committed suicide in front of his ancestors' graves."

Having their ancestors' graves dug up was a hatred in the hearts of the Han people. From then on, the two sides were incompatible with each other and were incompatible with each other.

"Then how did you get here?"

Li Guangchun held back his tears and sighed again: "I hate the Korean royal family. Seeing the power of the slave establishment, they forgot that many of our soldiers sent troops to resist the invasion of Japanese pirates for their safety.

A white-eyed wolf."

Seeing the expression of the indignant Li Guangchun, Mao Wenlong was not angry, because he was used to it. For thousands of years, the Central Plains court sent troops to fight for him countless times in order to prevent Korea from being invaded by foreign enemies. In fact, it was all a trivial matter.

The most distressing thing is that in later generations, the blood of 160,000 volunteer soldiers was spilled between the black water and the white mountains, so that his little court could survive. As a result, before Lu Yulong crossed over, the three fat men became even more miserable.

Repaying kindness with hatred, regardless of the godfather's objections, he insisted on going his own way. Not only did he not recognize this godfather, but he also caused trouble for his godfather everywhere. If he wanted to be angry, he would have been angry to death.

"How can they repay kindness with hatred?"

"The royal family of North Korea thought that Hou Jin was too powerful to resist, so they secretly colluded to flatter you. This time you lost Zhenjiang again, the royal family of North Korea immediately changed its face and sent a large army of troops to drive away us Han people living in Dingzhou.

They confiscated our weapons, confiscated our food and property, and then drove us out, so we saw the commander today."

Mao Wenlong was shocked. Now he was in trouble. His original goal was Dingzhou. He planned to use Dingzhou, which already had more than 80% of the Han people, to borrow Jingzhou from Liu Bei as his own development base.

As a result, the North Korean royal court turned its back and expelled all the Han people. If he went to Dingzhou again, there was only one way to achieve his strategic goal, and that was to seize it by force.

In fact, this method is absolutely unworkable. Not to mention whether our own troops can capture Dingzhou, even if we capture it, it will never be tenable.

The reason is not that he is afraid of the Korean counterattack. In terms of the combat effectiveness of the Korean army, he is simply the fifth scumbag in Asia. But the biggest pressure must come from his own court.

North Korea has always been a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty. Although North Korea is now a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty, it is still a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty in name.

The Han court also pays great attention to face. When the Joseon Dynasty writes a document to accuse itself, its court will never consider its difficulties and future development and allow itself to occupy Dingzhou, but will definitely send a messenger to let itself

Go away obediently. A person who bullies his country will be slapped down with thunderous thunder. Then he will not have to wait until the second year of Chongzhen. It is estimated that his head will be chopped off by the Ming court this year.

"Commander, Marshal." Seeing that Mao Wenlong, whose face suddenly darkened and was deep in thought, ignored him, Li Guangchun quickly called out softly.

Mao Wenlong quickly raised his head and continued the conversation between the two: "Now that Mr. has been driven out, what are your next plans?" Mao Wenlong's heart tightened nervously, because he saw something that the solicitor wanted to see most.

Maybe - celebrity effect.

Li Guangchun gritted his teeth and said: "The slave chief poking at our ancestral graves is a sign of sworn hatred. In this life, my fellow miners and I will fight to the death with him."

Mao Wenlong nodded in understanding. A Han man would never retaliate against such hatred.

"Unfortunately, we are not recognized by the court, so we have become a lonely ghost. The day before, we heard that the commander-in-chief led his army to go south. Everyone was very happy. They studied and decided overnight. If the commander-in-chief does not give up, please take us in. I will wait for you.

I am willing to follow the commander-in-chief and fight to the death against the Jin Dynasty." After saying this, Li Guangchun stood up again, solemnly arranged his Confucian clothes, straightened his square scarf, and solemnly knelt down to Mao Wenlong: "Please, sir.

Please take in my nearly ten thousand brothers."

Such an ending made Mao Wenlong so happy that he almost fainted. Look, the celebrity effect is strong, and when the tiger's body is shaken, it means that someone has come to vote.

10,000 mine soldiers, this was a huge pie falling from the sky, and it hit me directly on the head, and it also brought me this gentle and polite Li Guangchun, who was like a man of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

These 10,000 mining soldiers are different from the team I have now. The most elite of the team I have is just a thousand hunters, and the rest are all refugees. To put it bluntly, they have no combat effectiveness at all.

But these thousand mine soldiers are different. When they worked in the mines, they were already accustomed to discipline. Discipline is the watershed that distinguishes a modern army from an ancient army. Only with discipline can one be invincible.

There is another key point. Mao Wenlong was not worried that these miners would be like the army of the Ming Dynasty. When faced with the slaves, they would either disperse in a rush or kneel down and surrender.

After breaking up, they had nowhere to go. With the deep hatred of having their ancestral graves dug up, they could only fight to the death with the slaves. Moreover, these people had already gone through several bloody battles with Jiannu, and they were completely qualified warriors.

By taking them into his own pocket, his strength will make a qualitative leap. From now on, whether he is in Liaodong or North Korea, he can roar back and forth, and he will never be chased like a dog by 1,000 Jian slaves like this.

Just running around.

Mao Wenlong stood up in surprise, pulled up Li Guangchun, and excitedly hugged him tightly in his arms again, as if he was holding a lover he had lost for many years. It was so embarrassing and so embarrassing.

After being accepted by Mao Wenlong, the news immediately spread among the miners. There were thunderous cheers for a while, and many men were so excited that they shed tears.

So Mao Wenlong stood on a rock and prepared to deliver an impassioned speech. Li Guangchun was also excited to listen to the saint's teachings that made people's blood boil.

Mao Wenlong took a deep breath, then another breath, and then tried his best to yell: "Immediately, immediately, one and a half kilograms of meat for each person."

This is more effective than any sage's words, and it can inspire people's enthusiasm more than any heroic words. So, the 10,000 Kuang soldiers immediately cheered and boiled.

Looking at the wolfing mine soldiers, Mao Wenlong suddenly felt distressed again.

Originally, I was worried about the extra horse meat that would add to the burden and slow down the marching speed. With the 10,000 mouths eating, it seemed that I couldn't hold on for much longer: "No, immediately reduce the amount of food. Reduce the food intake."
Chapter completed!